Problems with the neighbors... already!
I am now living in an apartment complex in Centreville, VA. I just moved this week and I've had several interesting things happen.
1. We were out on the patio during a party and a guy came up, pretending to be drunk, lying about his job, etc., and obviously casing the place. He managed to get information about my female roommate's car from her, what we do, and peeked his head inside to see our nice new tv.
2. Before work, a young woman fitting the drug depended stereotype ran up to me saying she needed to get somewhere "for a family emergency". She didn't seem too upset, just a shady chick asking for a ride from a stranger.
3. Tonight, I pulled my car into a space where three hispanic men were sitting on the curb (at night, in the rain, drinking beer). I saw then sitting there, so I actually turned my lights off, pulled into the spot slowly, and left plenty of room for them. I went out back for a smoke and see them sitting on the hood of my car, so I went out to ask them not to. I asked nicely three times using varying language, but he insisted he didn't understand me and they kept ignoring me going back to their conversation. I eventually said "get the hell of my car". Then suddenly they speaky da engless. They start telling me they didn't hurt my car, etc. and I said it wasn't about that, its about respect and courtesy, and related it to going into their house and sitting on their furniture. They started getting a little upity, but they weren't on the car anymore so I said thank you and to have a good night. The leader told me to have a good night, then as I'm walking away he told me to keep my problems in my apartment and not to come outside with them. I ignored them and they start walking toward me telling each other how much of a tough guy I think I am. I see that I'm in the breezeway and getting closed in on, so I walk towards them to try and be in the open. They kinda back off, so I take the patio route to my house. Then he starts saying it doesn't matter where I'm from blah blah blah, I just walked inside and closed the door. I'm pretty sure my car is gonna be messed up tomorrow, from his pants or otherwise. Sheesh, I've only been here 3 nights!
I've been armed every time.
Any thoughts? I cant move, its just not an option.